The sound was obscene.
Wet, squelching slaps from between her cheeks.
Her rim clenched tighter, struggling to accommodate him.
Every push made her hips bounce forward, her thighs trembling.
Her hands clawed the bedsheets now, crumpling them up with every helpless sob.
"H-hahhh—! I-it won't—go—ahhh—!!"
But it was going.
All of it.
His cock buried itself in her ass fully now — slick, fat, throbbing — grinding her open again and again. Her belly brushed the mattress. Her arms shook. Her spine arched deeper with each bounce of his hips.
She felt every inch.
Every stretch.
Every wet slap against her backside as he filled her from behind.
"AHH—hhahh—ahhhnn—!! C-Cruxius—!!"
Her cries cracked higher.
Her legs bent in tighter now, knees drawn up under her, her back curled inward, fully folded under his weight.
Her whole body trembled with the rhythm. His hands grabbed her waist — pulled her back into each thrust.
Pah-pah-pah-pah—!!
